I will say this for Binding Blade: I haven’t cried yet so it can’t be that hard.
The first time I played Radiant Dawn I literally did cry from frustration at one point and ever since I’ve used that as a bar to judge video games.
also I already miss Kira Kira……Heather and I finally watched the final episode this week and contemplating life without that to go back to is just a little bit emptier…
It really was the best, most well-rounded magical girl show I’ve ever watched.
I want a sitcom which is just every single Shakespeare character as college students in a dorm building.
in every version of the myth,
it is so much braver to be orpheus,
who played his lyre,
who cried,
who fell into the depths of hell
for his eurydice.
she earns no story
aside from what his sorrow allows.
more muse than maiden,
more brushstroke than paint.
she is only she
when he is sad about it.
i’d like to think that eurydice
was more than just a skeleton
of brush bristles and bones.
that she was a writer,
that she snored when she slept,
that her hands were unscarred
when orpheus claimed her out of hell.
because she never tried to climb out of it.
( that persephone was gentle
when she touched her on the soul. )
“you are more than muse.
you are more than what he cares to know.”
when you think orpheus,
you think mistake,
heartbreak,
the chance he didn’t take.
when i think eurydice,
i think the queen of the underworld
and the duchess of myth.
ghost eyes on pale skin,
bent flower stems, wide hips.
how heavenly it was,
her hell,
how it kissed her on the lips.
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